This poem was written whilst in Art Therapy about what i saw in the image.
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The forest is a dark place. Heavy going under the trees face Faces of anguish and shear fear The dog on top and being clear. Not hiding away behind those branches Live life, don't take any chances The dog will come back and bite If you let him in, which you might Make the branches sway in the wind Then the dog my rescind This story is about your life Not the animal causing strife Make those branches a happy place This forest truly is a safe space The beast cannot get into the forest And if he does turn him to dust You are the victor of this condition Your stronger than all the competition Its your world, Live it how you can you're an amazing woman or man
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